Hello again, dear readers! The other day I was randomly wondering how one could write a K rated fic for the Sif/Loki pairing, mostly because the tension and sexuality of their relationship seems like such a big part of it, and I thought writing something like that would definitely be a challenge, so challenge accepted. In this Loki is around twelve in human years and Sif's two years younger at ten. I don't really know much about the mythology/comics so I took a little liberty with Alfheim.
"It isn't fair!" Sif wailed for the fifth time that day. She and Loki were sitting in their own secluded corner of the palace gardens, rather, Loki was sitting. Sif on the other hand paced back and forth occasionally stomping her small feet or tossing her gold hair at the injustice of it. Loki sighed. Although Sif was undoubtedly his closest companion and a fierce ally she could be such a girl sometimes. The party of elves from Alfheim had arrived just this morning but the royal household had spent weeks preparing for their visit. The marriage of an Alfheim prince was not a matter to be taken lightly; his highness had brought a grand delegation to witness and insisted that none but the All Father was fit to perform such a ritual. Needless to say, each and every one of the youngsters normally seen wreaking havoc about the palace had been banned since the early hours of the morning. Thor hadn't seemed to mind; indeed, he had taken Fandral, Hogan, and Volstagg camping and they weren't expected to return for several days. Loki really could care less about not being permitted in the palace but he had declined his brother's offer to accompany them. Sif however, had shown an uncharacteristic feminine streak and cried for hours when she learned she wasn't allowed to attend the ceremony. Loki looked up at the sun and saw it was nearing noon. The service would be starting any minute now and he really should get going if he wanted a good view of the binding magic Odin would undoubtedly preform. The young prince had recently started working on invisibility spells and he planned to observe such a powerful magic, allowed or not. "It's just not fair!" Sif huffed, and kicked a nearby tree in her anguish.
"Sif…" She continued to storm about, oblivious to his summons. Loki sighed again and snapped his fingers, with a loud pop he disappeared from view. Sif gasped and stared at the spot her friend had recently occupied then she gasped again as he reappeared with another pop. Loki smirked at the incredulous look on her face. "As I've been trying to say, my invisibility spells have gotten much better and if we want to sneak into this wedding we should go now." Sif's look of shock turned to one of gratitude and Loki preened a little under her admiring gaze, "You know I would have mentioned it sooner had I been able to get a word in edgewise-" He was cut off as Sif effectively knocked the wind out of him with a bone crushing hug.
Chapter two anyone? Drop a review, go ahead, you know you want to… ;)